Erica Poem by Ramona Thompson

Erica



Everyone tells me that you're a perfect little angel
Refusing to ever give in to secretly hidden lesbian longings and desires
I don't believe however that my wanton advances you'll ever be able to say no
Come to my place after dark, my pet, if you're not scared to be...
All alone and naked with another of the same sensual sex as you, baby

2008 Ramona Thompson

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